Y is for Yikes!

A is about to exhaust the Sesame Street Sign Language book we have. He keeps asking us for the signs for things not in the book. Like ovens.

His favorite sign is still "Y", but I think "yellow" (which is the sign for "Y" while you twist your wrist) is a close second.

In the Wicked Musketeer Department: Today A was clacking a pen and a pencil together as if they were swords (thank you, Mickey, Donald, and Goofy). This wouldn't have been so bad, I guess, except that I'd asked him not to do it (and write with the pencil on paper), and he then started whacking the pencil against the table.

So I told him I was sorry, but that I had to take the pencil because he wasn't writing with it after I asked him to. And I did.

"Poke you!" he said, and sort of ran at me with the pen held like a bodkin.

"Time out!" I said, disarmed him, and plunked him down on the couch.

Please, Goddess, don't make me have to learn Tai Quon Do just to raise my child.